The white she cat shrugged to his first question. "Good as I'll ever get," She meowed, ivy green eyes alert as she scanned for prey. "Yeah, I was beginning to grow tired of the snow. Even though my pelt is the color of it, doesn't mean live and breath it," She mewed quietly, a faint grin on her white muzzle as she looked back over to him.

He chuckled at her comment, "You'd be deadly in that snow," he said. "Hiding..Your enemies would not see you and then... Pow!" He lashed a paw playfully out at her, but purposely missed. The stormy hued deputy sniffed the air, his golden eyes were warm. "So, do you have a favorite prey?"

The she cat lifted an eyebrow and gave a small grin. "I'll remember that for next year," she meowed quietly swishing her long, white tail. "Only problem is during the rest of the year, I stand out horribly in the forest..." She looked up at him when he asked her the question. "Starling... I think. What about you?"

The huge black and white tom walked through the trees intent on following a faint scent, he suddenly stops and raises his head letting out a loud hiss of dissapointment at losing the scent. "Sorrow!" He called out a shecats name hoping his long lost sister he was tracking would hear him "SORROW!" he called louder desperation in his deep tone. "Where is she... Where IS she..?" he muttered quietly so focused on the tracks he didnt notice all the cat scents 'till now "Hello....?" He mewed quietly looking for local cats he could speak to.

A large russet orange tom sprang down from a large pine tree. The warrior had long fluffy fur which stuck up, slightly, making his size appear larger. "Who are you and what do you want on ValiantClan territory!?" Preyjaw snapped, his olive green eyes narrowed.

"Woah!" He hopped backwards stumbling but quickly getting to paws and hissing in alarm "Im not a threat! Im not a threat!" Crouches down carefully "Im just passing through..." mews carefully trying not to look threatening.

He kept his stance firm, his eyes were fixed on the tom-cat. "You are trespassing," he said, almost as if he had ignored the cat's response. "You are trespassing on ValiantClan territory," he meowed again. He had a slight flicker of curiosity tug at his mind, he wanted to get to know this tom, but, he knew the code, he knew he could not let this cat pad through VC territory.

"Im looking for my sister thats all, i didnt notice your scent markers i was focused on her scent that i know lost thanks to you!" my deep green gaze looks crestfallen and my ears are drooping. "I.. I NEED to find my little sister!" Walks in a paniced circle trying to pic up her scent again. "I dont care about borders! I have to find her!" nose twitches intently trying desperatly to pick up the silver-gray shecats scent.

FallenSnow growls slightly as she slides out from under the bush and joins PreyJaw. "Hm. Well thats too bad, because I do. My deepest apologies, rogue, but thats not how we run things here. PreyJaw, here, is right. Trespassers are not welcome. If there was a cat here, we would have long known about it. Leave our territory now, before I make you." The she cat mewed sharply, her green eyes the same intensity of her tongue.

He made no attempt of leaving ignoring the shecats words. The huge black and white tom kept checking the scent on the ground and circling where he had lost it but he finally muttered loud enough for them to hear "Whatever, id like to see you try" He glanced upwards his deep green gaze troubled "You think your so much better then me because you have a 'clan' but your not. The only difference between us is that i care for others and you dont." Twitches ears in annoyance "Im not hunting here, im looking for a scent. If you were real warriors you wouldnt snarl or tremble at the sight of any cat on your territory. You dont know me, you dont know the sister im trying to find. You cant say im bad all because im in your terrtitory. I dont bite, if i wanted to harm either of you i would probably want to make an attempt at being quiet. But i wasnt, i was trying to make my presece known so i may speak to you and your warriors." Turns head back to the ground and mews not looking up "Act like warriors with respect for life, not kits who have a temper tantrum everytime they dont like a cat who isnt doing anything wrong on their territory. Leave me be, ive been searching for my sister since i was 3 and a half moons old. I finally picked up a scent and im not loosing it. I NEED to find her." Sighs looking back up at the two cats "You wouldnt understand, shes all i have left" opens jaws drinking in the scent of the forest trying to pick hers out of the jumble of scents.

A large bundle of fur came running out of nowhere, the she-cat had been searching for Preyjaw and was eager to spend more time with him. She pranced up alongside FallenSnow and Preyjaw, having heard parts of what the rogue had said. "You're not that smart," she blurted out, sounding like a silly kit. "We do have regard for life, if we didn't, you'd be dead," she said, again, sounding innocent and kit-like. "We obey our code and our code states for us to challenge all trespassers. I don't believe we've challenged you. In fact..All we did was ask you to leave. Plus, what would you know about being a real warrior? Don't accuse us of not being real warriors, when you don't even know what it takes to become one. You're a rogue." The ragdoll then stepped back and flattened her ears, in shock and horror, surprised at what she had just said. She had not thought her words through.

MiseryCloud

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Main Character StatsCharacter slots: (5/5)Health Bar: (43/100)Character Mood:: ValiantClan are trying to take back the pines? Good luck to them is all I can say..

"I dont care who you are and what you do. I only care of finding my sister. Leave me be." Turns and stalks picking up the shecats scent finally. "I wont hunt here, and i wont challenge you and your warriors. I am merely looking for a scent." Tail lashes as my nose twitches and i stalk forward intently making sure im still following the right scent.

A stormy hued tom then drew closer to the ground, a small frown on his expression. "Perhaps," the deputy meowed, "If you tell us this cats name, we can tell you if we have heard of her. I assure you, there have been no loners or kittypets pass through these forests for a very long time. I cannot let you endanger the clan by strolling through our territory, regardless of the claim that you won't hunt."

"I wont hurt anyone here, no offence, but you and your warriors arent worth the time im wasting. Her name is Sorrow, and of course you would not have seen her. Shes good at that, but this time she was trying to be found i can tell. Look at the tracks" The ebony and ivory colored tom pointed a massive jet-black paw at the shuffled leaves and claw marks "She knows how to hide her scent very well, but she didnt, either she was running from something or she was looking for me also." tilts head and strains for the scent of fear. "The scents too dull for me to tell if she was scared and running so i have to follow it and find out." the massive tom turned his head back to the group of cats "Im sorry that i have intruded, i mean no ill harm. Ive been searching for her for over ten moons... Only to find faint traces that ended abruptly.. I swear to everything im not trying to do any harm. I cannot force you trust me. But can you please just try?" The toms deep forest green eyes where glistening in worry hoping they'd understand.

Froststream peeked out from a tree, as she was going to head here to hunt, but she heard the conversation. She calmly padded up to her clan mates, her pawprints left in the snow. "If you say she's so good at hiding her scent, how come you're searching for her alone? I would ask a good tracker if I were you. I heard the conversation, and I doubt you're trouble, but you should respect borders more. You're lucky most of the clans in this forest are probably kind. But you have to remember, and respect the fact that we defend our territory from intruders because of our kits, queens, and elders. Intruders like you, they usually cause damage, and you could get killed if you tread on another clans territory. I don't know what the other clans are like, I haven't been in them." She said, sincerely, and then looked him straight in the eyes. "And if you die, your sister will never be found. Do you want that?" She asked solemnly. "It's his choice to trust you or not, not me." She mewed, and looked over at ResoluteStep. "But, if he decides to, I'll be happy to help. However, if she wanted to be found, why would she hide her scents?" She meowed, suspicious that someone else might be tracking this sister of his.

ChipmunkStar padded out the bushes, her green eyes narrowed. "I cannot let you wander in our territory," she said, flicking her tail, "But, you can tell us what your sister looks like and we will keep an eye for you." She meowed firmly.

"You didnt hear my words clearly, i said she is usually very good at coveting her tracks. But she didnt, cant you see the tracks?" The tom flicked his black tail to the scuffled earth. Then her turned his head to the leader "Thank you for the offer, but if she sees you tracking her and not me shell make sure shes hidden and you wont ever find her i assure you." The scent leads towards that part" he flicked his tail towards theValiantclan border "Ill be out of your fur i promise"

Froststreams gaze softened. "Of course I can see them. They could be our tracks, but if you're so sure, I suppose.." She said with a sigh. "You better remember that warning, however. It's not too smart to stand up to a deputy and his clanmates." She said. The tabby she-cat's eyes drifted to ChipmunkStar, shrugging her shoulders at what to do now. Hopefully he would leave.

She padded through the bushes nearby to look at the tracks more carefully. She looked back over her shoulder and nodded at the leader. "I think he's right. Why would one of our cats go alone to the border?" She said, and gathered the scent of the tracks once more, and then went back to them, and sat down. She was confident that if this rogue attacked, which was unlikely, she would be able to defend her clanmates quickly despite sitting down. She seemed calm, not making any sudden movements yet, wary of the rogue still. She kept her eyes locked on the cat like before, studying his every move. She couldn't afford to trust any rogue, especially since the last rogue she saw was when she was a kit, and that was a past she didn't want to remember. She wouldn't let that repeat.

"I was not standing up to your clanmates, i was just merely trying to make them realize the urgency here. And you know how i know they arent your tracks? Because her scents on them, they are her claw marks. She was fleeing, maybe from your clan, maybe from the fox i sighted near the border. Either way her scent leads through your territory and out."He turned his broad head towards the border with Sombreclan "Lets just hope i find her before she goes in the other clan territory.." murmers

"Why would I stay? My only purpose here is to retrieve my sister. I do not wish to pick a fight with the clans, you have my word." The massive ebony and ivory colored tom dipped his head not in respect, but as equals. "Why would i ever attack anyone without reason? Thats like killing prey when your not hungry. Its sense less, even though ive seen twolegs do it, they are also sense less." the calm tom's silver-white whiskers twitch and i nod "Have a fine day, after our meeting you will not see hide or tail of me being here i assure you."

I'm sorry, but, you cannot claim that her "paw prints" and "scent" are on VC territory when she never Roleplayed here or was never actually here through comment proof. You also can't claim that Terror knows of the fox because.. Well, he never roleplayed with the fox and I'd know because I RP the fox. The fox was long gone by the time Terror was anywhere near.

MiseryCloud

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Main Character StatsCharacter slots: (5/5)Health Bar: (43/100)Character Mood:: ValiantClan are trying to take back the pines? Good luck to them is all I can say..

"Exactly, why would they rip up trees? Trees probably have no fundemental value to Two-legs. So why do they need them?" The ebony and ivory colored tom tilted his broad head in confusion his tail swishing as if thinking.

"It is time you left. Try to stay out of ValiantClan territory, if you can." The she-cat said, with a nod. Her head turned to ResoluteStep. "Do you think there should be an escort out of the territory, or should he leave on his own?" She said, looking up at him for a choice.

The white she cat frowned slightly as she watched the other she cat smile at Resolute, looking over to Chipmunk. She flicked an ear, padding over to her leader and sat down, sighing. "Im assuming we need to keep an eye out for others,"

Ravenpaw walked after Rowanpelt seeing him stop did she too. "Rowanpelt! Look I'm sorry you took it the wrong way.... I didn't intened it that way. I would't wan't to hurt you anyways.." She meowed to him as she stepped closer.

Pinning her ears back did she have a flash of angre but was gone as fast as it came. "If I was playing myself then why would I be here?" She meowed gently her pale green eyes pleading for his forgivness.

The obsidian apprentice held his gaze before having a flash of sorrow, tearing her gaze from the warrior did she claw the ground before sighing and putting her head down in defeat. "Well one thing I know is that we both have a terrible past. Running from it and trying to find peace... I am sorry you can't forgive me.. but I can wait." She said in a hushed whisper only he could hear her if he was close enough.before purring in half confusion and half anger to herself did she turn and walk away into the safety of her longing shadow's.

The calico warrior sighed as he looks around from his laying down spot. He stands up and his eyes were dried with tears. He sniffs the air and then lurches himself to the side in a enormous leap catching a shrew and he looks up with the shrew in his jaws. He looks around for somewhere to bury it.-

Owlflight sniffed the air, hoping to catch a whiff of something. There was a bird somewhere around here - but did he have to try and catch it? There were so many possibilities besides climbing...

Making up his mind to at least try, the warrior jumped into the tree he thought the bird was in and scrambled up onto the first branch. The rough bark scraped uncomfortably against his fur, but he gritted his teeth and climbed higher.

Rowanpelt looks at the tom who was climbing the tree, the shrew was buried a few yards away and he smiles lighty, he looks at owlflight and hisses lightly, the bird wouldn't have known of his voice, he points his tail erect meaning for the warrior to stop, he then rippled his tail meaning to move forward then kinked it over his back meaning to follow and react to rowan's movements. He shivers and brushes himself across the grass, he pads softly to the other side where if he knocked the birddown it would land right in Rowan's paws.-

Dashing off from the entrance of the camp did tears run down her jade eyes. Everything turned bloody as she shook from her loss. "Why, Berrystripe, why?!" She yowled as she found a bush to stop at, closing her eyes shut did she let the bloody images of war and death take over her until she layed there shaking with rage and sorrow.

Current Weather: The season is Newleaf (Spring). The storm is over and the sun is currently out. It is warm, but, there is a very cold breeze.

Current news

Current Plot: Three foxes have been sighted on three different clans grounds..Will the clans be able to fight them off without losing the lives of their warriors? While, in Washaki, a new celebration is about to take place. Ravinto, a festival for thanking the Gods for prey. Also, in other news, the two-legs have decided to build a Thunderpath running along ValiantClan territory and Two-leg territory. This acts as their new border.